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Chapter 2055 Yuting Immortal King

"No!"

The three of them were frightened to find that the essence and blood in their bodies were constantly being sucked away by a terrible suction force, and they shouted in panic.

"Master!"

Seeing the miserable appearance of the three people, their disciples were immediately frightened, but they were still suppressed by the breath of the Great Sage Xuanzhen and could not move. They could only watch the three people turn into mummies in public, with a hideous and terrifying death. They grabbed the void with both hands, as if they wanted to capture the last bit of hope left in the world!

The cultivators around him saw three immortal king-level existences and died in front of him. The shock in their hearts was beyond words. Over the years, they had long been accustomed to living under the noses of these three supervisors. Now they have a very high status in their minds and have a very strong cultivation level. With a command, they can send someone to scout their homes and exterminate their clans to be sucked into mummies by the demon corpse Yuanzun like a dead dog. The gap in their hearts is very huge.

"These guys don't need to be kept anymore. Please enjoy the Demon Corpse Yuanzun."

The Great Sage Xuanzhen glanced at the group of monks in front of him indifferently and said lightly.

"No, don't kill us. If you dare to kill us, you will definitely not let us go...your...ah!!"

A series of screams sounded, and in an instant, all the monks in front of him turned into mummies. At the same time, the Yuanzun of the Immortal Hun also took action. With a scream, all the monks from Daoyan Immortal City in the Wang family died and disappeared!

The monks watching around showed a look of horror on their faces, and they felt a little regretful. If they had known that they would have left here just now, the three inspectors had died. If they left again, they would seem guilty and would end up with the monks who died at the hands of the Demon Corpse Yuanzun...

Ning Qi has been observing the expression of the Great Sage of Xuanzhen. There was occasionally a trace of thoughtful look in his eyes and his eyebrows were entangled, but it seemed that his memory was still not loose and he could not remember what happened back then. Perhaps the demonic energy had deeply invaded his sea of ​​consciousness and changed his mind and memory. To be deeply concerned, the Great Sage of Xuanzhen and the one he used to be is no longer the same person.

"Bei Xuan Yuanzun, are we going to Daoyan Immortal City now, or..."

The Demon Corpse Yuanzun looked at Ning Qi and sent a voice, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"Since they will come to the door, why should we go like this again? Just wait here."

Ning Qi said lightly.

The Demon Corpse Yuanzun was a little disappointed, but since Ning Qi had already spoken, he couldn't help but not listen.

Then, under the leadership of Ning Qi, the Great Sage Xuanzhen and others broke through the air toward the only unchanged main hall in the Wang family.

When the monks around saw Ning Qi and others leaving, they suddenly felt relieved. They looked at each other with fear and left here one after another. Only a few monks stayed, with curious and excited light flashing in their eyes. These monks were usually very young. When Ning Qi and others were suppressed, they were still children. Now they suddenly saw the legendary ruler of Xuan Zhen Immortal Realm, the Great Sage Xuan Zhen and the Demon Corpse Yuanzun, how could they not be excited?

………

More than half a month has passed since the three major supervisors were destroyed. Within this half month, cultivators have continued to arrive at the Wang Family's ancestral city. Some of them are trying to pay homage to the Great Sage of Xuanzhen, and some want to see if it is true that the rumor of the Demon Corpse Yuanzun walked out of the Immortal Prison.

What happened half a month ago, the news had swept across the entire Qinglong Continent like a plague. Everyone knew that the three supervisory envoys sent by Daoyan Fairy City were dead. After the former Great Sage learned the news, they broke through the pass and rushed towards the Wang Family's ancestral city.

"Well? The three supervisors died?"

A huge warship was suspended in the air, and there were a group of monks standing on it. The one with the lowest cultivation level, the Great Perfection of Dharma Realm and the highest cultivation level, but the body emitted the aura of the Creator of the Seven Tribulations. It was a woman with a peerless face, with her slender waist straight. At this moment, she was listening to the news received by her subordinates. After listening, her eyes looked towards the direction of the Wang Family's ancestral city, with a hint of suspicion in her eyes.

"The three major supervisors were killed by the Demon Corpse Yuanzun? The Great Sage Xuanzhen returned to the Wang Family's Ancestral City? Do you think this is possible?"

After a while, the woman spoke lightly.

"Yu Ting Immortal King, no one can get out of the Immortal Prison who has been suppressed in the Immortal Prison over the years. If the Demon Corpse Yuanzun really walked out of the Immortal Prison, the Immortal Prison would definitely receive the news first. How could he come to the Qinglong Continent? I think it might be the remnants of the War God Temple, the remnants of the Wang family, and the cultivator of the Blood Fertile clan used the names of Demon Corpse Yuanzun and Xuanzhen Great Saint to make a living!"

Fengyun Wudao stepped forward and smiled. The deep eyes of his eyes at the Immortal King Yuting were filled with a hint of heat that everyone could not detect.

Wu Wei looked at Fengyun Wudao with some jealousy and did not speak, because he was not qualified to speak in front of the Immortal King Yuting.

Mu Qiuchan stood beside Wu Wei. When she heard the news, a face flashed through her mind and her mood was aroused, but she quickly realized that Feng Yun Wudao was right. How could the existence of the Daoyan Immortal Emperor personally suppressed the Immortal Prison?

"Immortal King Yuting, I think so too, but guessing here is useless. It's better to go over and see who is so bold and dare to take action against the supervisor sent by Lord God."

A young monk with a look that was not inferior to Fengyun Wudao and a figure that was even more outstanding said, smiling. Among the monks present, the aura was second only to Yuting's Immortal King, and he was already the creator of the five tribulations. Fengyun Wudao saw this person speak, and snorted coldly in his heart and returned to Mu Qiuchan.

"The True Immortal Wuwo said it well, Yuting Immortal King, the place we are going to this time is passing by the Wang Family Ancestral City. Since such things have been born, they will not disappear in a short period of time. Why don't we go to the Wang Family Ancestral City to take a look?"

The other monks echoed.

"Then let's go and take a look as everyone said."

The Immortal King Yuting said lightly. The next moment, a flame suddenly ignited around the battleship, with its speed soaring countless times. It galloped towards the Wang Family's ancestral city, passing by like a meteor, leaving a tail burning with flames.

At the same time, the news sent back by the three major supervisors has been accepted.

"Demon Corpse Yuanzun? I want to see who dares to pretend to be him."

The little stubborn donkey smiled coldly, snapped his fingers gently, and the two eight tribulations creators standing beside him looked at each other, nodded, and left the hall and headed towards the Qinglong Continent.
Chapter completed!
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